~Part: 3~

When Joy and the peroxide blonde vampire reached the dance floor she draped her arms around his shoulders as he did the same to her hips.

Jessie watched as his sister took a vampire with her onto the dance floor and proceeded to dance with him. He shrugged it off. She knew what she was doing at least he hoped she did. Joy had always been a wild child that parents would dread and hope their child wouldn't grow up to be like. Then, he was the perfect child, the golden child.

He directed his attention to the band that was playing. The lead guitar player glanced at Joy every now, and then. His sister was pretty he knew that, but the guy was old enough to be our dad. He keep looking her in a way that made Jessie feel deep in the pit of his stomach like he knew her, loved her.

A vibrating feeling coming from his back pocket made Jessie jump a tad. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and answered it.

"Hello?" He said into the silver phone.

"Jessie, where are you? Why do I hear really loud music?" an older male voice asked.

"Dad, I'm at this club called the Bronze. Joy and I followed a group of vampires in here." He lied.

"Well you should be on the streets like we told you to be. Not letting Joy talk you into parting at the local club." Angel told his son realizing the boy was a worst liar than his mother.

"Fine, are you also patrolling? Do you want us to meet you somewhere?" He asked.

"I am going to finish up here in the grave yard, but you two might as well just head home it's getting late, and you both have school in the morning." Angel replied.

"Fine, bye." He said pushing the end button. Jessie felt almost relived to get out of here. The guitarist and the vampire that was getting real snuggly with his sister was enough to give him the willies.

"We've gotta go Joy." Jessie said to his twin that was still in the arms of the vampire. She looked at Jessie and shot him daggers with her eyes. "Fine." she muttered to him, "I'll be here tomorrow, hope to see you then." she said to him smiling and slowly letting go of him.

"I'll be waiting with bated breath." He said relished with his British accent. Joy walked out of the bronze following her redheaded brother.

When they got out of the bronze and were well down a few dark streets Jessie faced his sister with a look of disbelief. "What is the one cardinal rule of slaying? Don't fall in love with a vampire! God! How dense are you?" Jessie yelled at her.

"Why is it that? I mean Mom and Dad are such hypocrites! I wonder what Dad is? Hmmm… he drinks blood and he can't go out in the sun light. I wonder what the hell he is! Then mother also a blood drinker well she wasn't when she had us, but she sure is now. They love each other why is it so wrong for me to start to like a certain vampire?" Joy asked in one breath.

"Because Mom and Dad have souls. They can love each other, as well as us. You can't just go around liking a soulless vampire. Excepcially a bleached blonde one. For some reason Dad really hates people with bleach blonde hair. I asked him if I could do that to my hair, and he looked at me as if I had just sprouted horns." Jessie said opening the door to their new house as he reached it. Joy didn't respond, instead she entered the house stormed upstairs and slam the door.

"What was that all about?" Willow asked her son as she got up from the couch she was sitting on in the living room.

"Nothing Mom, we just had a little disagreement, and as usual she threw a little tempertantrium, and locked herself in her room." He said extra loud.

"I heard that!" Joy yelled from behind her shut door before playing some music and turning her sound system as loud as it would let her.